Big Slime Fell Through The Stairs Novels & Stories

Its four hairy legs swayed in the air. He fell with a thud to the floor and was unconscious. Rain is confused. "What happened? What's with that monster? Why did he suddenly fall?" The chilling wind and thick air still swirled along the corridor. Rain started to think and looked for the handle of the emergency stairwell. She began to struggle away from the creature. Rain descended the stairs one by one with trembling legs. Rain had only taken three steps down the stairs, and it was as if she heard something buzzing in her head.

The only side maintaining me alive. I really need hurry. I take another step into the second stair. It only out turns terrible. A bad idea to be precise. My weak jerking leg slide on my spilled. We all know the result. My lips against my will instantly screams. I roughly fall down the stairs. Before falling, my eyes captures my fangs. They gradually slide in and slowly revert to human. Same goes to my fangs abd furs. I feel them gradually (not completely) slide in.

My mind was so full of him—his presence, his power, the way everything had changed because of him, the way he was effortlessly arousing me—that I forgot to watch my step. Bad luck struck at the worst moment. The janitors had just cleaned the floor. It was wet, if not full of water, and slippery. The moment my foot touched the edge of the staircase, I lost my balance. My body tilted forward. I slipped, crashing down the steps. My limbs flailed, my clothes soaked in the soapy water as I tumbled down, swimming through the watery stairway all the way down. The world blurred. Pain exploded through me with each hard impact against the staircase.

The wisps had vanished leaving me alone with my thoughts. “If I make it through this test and the next fights, I have to do better. I can't just keep saying it and not put any effort in.” I took a step forward and dropped down into the dark abyss. I felt calm the whole time as I slid down the stairs I had climbed. The slide ended where I had started. I stood up and headed down the right path. I walked down several flights of stairs and tried not to get dizzy as I kept getting lower and lower into the bowels of the tree. I came to the bottom level, where there were piles of bones scattered around haphazardly. A feeling of uncertainty washed over me as I proceeded to walk over to a large thron

I've never liked stairs but it never bothered me until now. The fool who designed the staircase was a maniac. By the time I reached the bottom, I fell flat on my face not caring if I was eating dirt or not. Unlike me, Scarlette still had enough strength to climb down though she was severely weakened. She sat at the last stair, her hands behind her legs and with a heaving chest and puffy breath. We were covered in sweat and my muscles hurt.

If this were still the old world, she would probably be recommending a psychiatrist. Meanwhile, the chaos downstairs was getting worse. Warren and the others were still smashing the fifth-floor staircase with everything they had. Under their combined strength, a huge section of the floor finally cracked loose. The thick slab of concrete dropped down. When it slammed into the swarm below, it crushed a cluster of zombies instantly. But before anyone could celebrate, the rest of the horde surged forward and swallowed the fallen slab. Then, the zombies started climbing over it.

Leon should have been back by now it already 2pm but he's not yet back I was already feeling hungry I can't wait any longer so I decided to get my lunch I was supposed to go down through the elevator but decided to use the stairs It just the sixth floor and there's something I need to confirm anyways I went through the stairs even though the staffs tried to stop me I looked at the dark stairs and took a step down but I felt the same My heart beat and everything was still normal I wasn't afraid and didn't felt as I felt with the stairs in my parent's house I continue going down but I felt nothing I'm now sure something was wrong with that stairs I wasn't paying attention to where I was going

I stepped on something slippery and I felt myself falling off the stairs. I gave out a good terrifying scream when my body made the first contact with the stairs as I rolled down the stairs at a fast rate while bumping my head and stomach against the stairs. I felt life slowly slip out of me when I finally landed on the floor as my blood flowed like an endless river. My vision was blurred as I saw a terrified Anita rushing over to me before I blacked out. UNKNOWN: “Are you sure this is authentic?” A dark voice who was in a dimly lit room asked while staring at a container containing a dark liquid.

Letting out a sigh, I entered the kitchen and made the coffee. Then I left it to get cool and prepared some snacks. By the time, the coffee got somewhat cool. I was about to leave the kitchen but got bumped into someone and emptied the coffee cup on his chest. The person hissed in annoyance. I turned to him as I uttered, "I am really sorry." The person was Nathan's father, Jackson. The very next moment, I felt my cheek was burning as a tight slap fell on my cheek. "You useless shit, can't you even see? Look what you did to my expensive dress. Do you even the price of this dress? Even if you work for all your life, you won't be able to buy something like this, you know? Bloody worthless peopl

Another disgusting thing was the path of slime they left behind them on the floor, like a snail. It was sticky and stinking. So sticky as if gummy bears were heated in a grilling toaster. And.... acidic!!!!! Ryley registered the floor turning black and a small ripple of smoke generating above the ground. Just as it happens when acid burns something. But, Ryley smirked to himself. He was safe. He was up in the air, near Reyne. Standing on a stair found in the library, he seemed to protect himself from coming in contact with these jiggling pieces of creatures with acidic trail of slime. Alas, his bubble of merriment of staying untouched came crashing down when they elevated their hands, and th